Despite the swine flu pretty much rocking the whole world, my one week all-inclusive Dominican Republic vacation with my nurse friends was a green light, from May 5 to May 12. Not gonna lie, I was scared, but you know, you can’t stop living life. You only got one. Insert gazillion cliches here.
boracay, for me, is the most beautiful island in the Philippines, known for its coffee-creamer white sand (as i like to describe it), calm blue-green water, and night life that can rival that of puerto galera. i was fortunate to have a boyfriend that has a family hotel there (teehee) so i usually go there once a year.
last may 1-4, 2009 was my fourth trip to boracay, but i got to experience a lot of firsts:
1. rain!!!!!!!!
it was raining almost every night and the sun only shone for like half a day only, usually when its very early morning and i always miss it since i wake up late. this is the first time i experienced cloudy skies and hard rain for more than an hour in bora, but even that did not dampen my genkiness! 
2. be there with lance’s family
it’s usually just his mom who’s there (since she’s the one managing the hotel) but this time his whole fam decided to take their labor day vacay there as well. some pics at the beach and the family dinner at obama resto (which but the way, have very yummy food and shakes!)
3. go with my (college) friends.
With much drama and last minute shiznit…my girls and I finally pulled off our New York City trip. Gotta admit though, I was thinking of backing out due to financial restraints (lol), err, due to a pending Dominican Republic trip that cost me a grand plus plus. I was undergoing a spending phase so my lust for NY wasn’t enough. But I went anyway. Might as well see the Big Apple.
This was the main reason why:
C’mon Fil-Canadian bigwigs; get your wheels rolling and establish a Jollibee in Toronto already! Don’t make me mad!
We took the ferry to Staten Island but not really planning on getting off onto the island; we just wanted to see the Statue of Liberty
Kuya Jorick and Ate Cathy trained all the way up from Saskatchewan down to the heart of Ontario. They stayed here in Mississauga for a good three weeks and I’m pretty sure they covered plenty territories; from malls (they LOVED Dixie Mall and so do I) to falls (Niagara!) and by the way, oh man they’re such awesome cooks!
We took them on a boat trip around Toronto Islands, which mind-bogglingly cost $20 each person. Epic rip off! An inside joke that withstood a long duration was born at that moment.
After a decade, yes a decade, I was able to visit my Mother’s hometown of Cabangan, Zambales. It was an unplanned trip - all we decided was we’ll go if we can. My only godfather, my Ma’s younger brother was also in town for a week-long vacation, finally able to visit his family because he has been working overseas for many years ( Laos, this time). So in turn, it was an impromptu reunion, which I jokingly told them, fit for the show “Wish Ko Lang”.
Map of Zambales
This is the long (repeat as necessary) overdue post on my trip to Baguio last Valentine’s Day
Since the idea of going to Baguio came up, I have been singing Dito tayo sa malamig / Dito tayo sa maginaw to the tune of Dito Tayo sa Dilim by Pedicab.It’s my Baguio version of the pinwheel I bought a week before our trip to Ilocos Norte to psych/hype/excite myself more than I already am at finally seeing the Bangui Windmills.
So after having a discussion of the things we wanted to do and place we wanted to see, Che came up with an itinerary and off to Baguio we went.
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March 14-15, 2009
Attendance:
Chelo, Raf, Potch, A. Ghia, Rod and Che
Ag, Chelo and Raf
Triangle of Trust: Potch, Che and Chelo
My college housemates and I had been planning to go to Zambales for the longest time already. But since organizing the group had been such a tedious task back then, it’d been postponed until last weekend.
I chose to spend the day of adding a year to my age with my Mom and Aunt on a trip to Manaoag Church in Pangasinan. I cannot say I am deeply religious but I do like going to trips like this, just to get out of the madness of the city and get some peace and quiet inside my head. When you get older, it’s just a something that you would really rather have, well at least I do.
I believe Faith guides us in different ways.
This was painted on the wall, a huge fresco. The story I think was of the time when the Lady of Manaoag saved the town from a huge fire. There were other paintings showing the history of the church and the town, I wasn’t able to take much pictures because mass was being held.
It was a trip long overdue that it was already a thrill just to pack our stuff.
My family (Topy, our son Jacob and myself) was off to Vigan, Ilocos Sur by 8:00 a.m. on the first day of 2009. We knew where we were going and had no inkling of where we would be staying, where we were to dine and had only a vague idea of how much we would be spending. Bygones will be bygones, we thought, and it might make the trip all the more memorable.
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